Carry On Cleo (1964) is the story of the Roman Empire at the time of Julius Caesar, his assault on Britain and Egypt, his relationship with Ptolemy, Marc Antony, and all the test, the Vestal Virgins, the slaves, and all the rest.
Told with bawdiness, puns, and no consideration for what’s possible and what’s not, Carry On Cleo is part of a 30-odd long series of movies covering various topics with a tongue in the cheek and a wink. Nothing is sacred nor profound, and the rest is, well, silly.
As we watched the pretty English lasses endure the leers of English cum Roman men, however, my Arts Editor said, “I should hate this, but it actually isn’t making my teeth itch.” Is there any better praise?